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Chills Run Through A Sliver of Cloud

Chills Run Through A Sliver of Cloud

A cloud sliver
A silver lining
Peeking through
the darkened room

With the ghost holding still in the corner
Longing to push you further

Waiting for the supermoon
While the flowers are in full bloom

Your hand burns
Your mind races
Your foot aches
For tomorrow’s sun rise
And the evening’s sunset

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